You know, sometimes it really hits me hard when I realize that only I am left with all these memories. But then if I think the other way, it feels amazing. I can do anything with them. I can smile remembering them, I can miss them, I can cherish the...
I sucked on the straw while roaming in the corridor with Jimin. Lisa, Taehyung and Jungkook are having different classes than us today. "Jimin?" I called out. He hummed in response.
"Can I ask you one thing?"
"Go ahead." He assured. "How do you know Jungkook?" I questioned. They didn't meet the first time in school that's for sure. They're too close for that. And seeing Jungkook's nature, he wouldn't hang out at someone's place unless they are close.
"Well, we met at a gaming booth. I noticed that he played really good so I asked for a 1v1 match with him. Then after that day we both played as a duo. Then one day he told me he was looking for a nice school to join in. And here he is, in our school on my suggestion." Jimin told me and I kept nodding.
"Do you know anything more about him? Like other than him being a pro gamer? Don't you find anything unusual about him?" I asked him a question then other then another. He just smiled.
"All I can say is, he's going through a lot, Y/n. The more distant you guys will be be the happier you'll be."
It's too late though.
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"Park Y/n."
I jolted up and made my way to the psychiatrist's room. It's the third one this month. I hope it doesn't end the same as others. "Come in." He said and I entered. He gestured me to sit which I did.
"Park Y/n?" He confirmed and I nodded. "Memory blackout of three years from first year of middle school to last?" He asked and looked at me. I hesitantly nodded. "I want you to help me remember whatever happened in those three years. Please." I pleaded.
"I can do that." He said. And my lips formed the widest smile. Finally, someone who can help me.
"But..." He continued. My smile slowly started fading away. He's gonna say what all of them did, right?
"I need consent of your mom or dad or any guardian. You should've come with a elder in the first place." He said and my smile completely faded.
"Why's that? They are my memories! I want to regain them! Why do I need someone else's consent about it?" I raised my voice a bit which was quite disrespecting but I can't take it anymore.
"I know that, Y/n. But you're still a high school student. I need the consent or..." He said with a sad expressions. "Or?" I questioned.
"Or I'm sorry. I can't help you." He said. I sighed and hung my head low. Seeing my wistful figure, he said, "Why don't you just ask your mom?"
I chuckled bitterly and said, "She'll never do that. She says they're unpleasant. She does not want me to remember them."
I grab my bag and left the building.
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I sat on the swings, looking at the ground while swaying slowly. Having a memory blackout is harder than you think. It's hard not knowing an important part of your life.
It's not like I don't remember anything at all. I do remember somethings. Well, not some but three things.
A scene where I'm standing on a bridge above a lake and the sun is setting.
A blurred image of a girl.
My voice continuously saying, "It's your fault."
By the tiny research I've done, I know that that bridge and lake doesn't exist here in Seoul. I know that girl is of same age as me because in the image that flashes in my head, she is wearing a middle school uniform. At that time, I was in middle too that means that girl is in high school now, just like me.
But I don't have any clue about the last part. I don't know to whom I could be saying those words. My thoughts were interrupted when—
"What are you doing here?"
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Sorry no Jungkook in this chapter.
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